For No Reason A'tall

I had my camera. I looked down. My feet were there. It felt like the right thing to do.



After staring at gobs of paper and craft supplies, I finally started this project. More on it later.



I pulled out this can of olives while making enchiladas, intending to use them. Then I ate the whole can. The whole can.

There is absolutely no fluidity or reason for this post, but it feels good to get it out of my system.